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The following is a work of fiction meant for adults only.. I had posted this
before under a different name.  The inspiration for it remains my inpsiration
now.  And I miss him...

Copyright (c) 1999
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Release Me 
by Desdmona


Copyright 1999

Release Me by Desdmona

   The room was silent except for the occasional intrusion of outside noise.
A car cruising,  a dog barking or voices raised in laughter as they passed by.
The candles I had lit allowed illumination that cast shadows across the walls.
I reached for the music and turned on my favorite instrumental.  It's haunting
quality and occasional  crescendos mirrored my mood. 
 
     I found the center of my bed easily.  Laying there thoughts of you
returned. We had just talked.  I felt helpless in our worlds apart from each
other.  I wrapped my arms around myself, imagining them as your arms.  My need
was palpable.  My body cried out for you,  your touch.  I whispered your name
over and over hoping you would in some way hear me. I wanted you to know that
my desires were pent up in reflections of you.

     My heart began to ache for the nearness of you.  For just one moment in
time to share with you,  to be yours unconditionally,  for you to be mine as
such.  To have time alone to explore all that we had talked about over the
weeks.  "Come to me" escaped from me and in that moment I felt the rush over
me, touched by a gentle breeze.  You were there.  Your breath close to my
face.  Your hands touching my arms gliding down each of them.  The sensations
of reality mixed with the want of fantasy.  With my eyes closed you had come
to me in the form of my own hands.  You guided them.  

     The hands reached to my face, tracing along my eyes down the sides of my
cheeks , across my lips then further to my neck,  down to my chest and
reaching to each breast.  My nipples began to tenderly ache as fingers grazed
over them,  teasing each to a hardened core.  Palm to center.  Squeezing and
releasing,  then finding  between thumb and forefinger and slightly pinching.
Electric volts shot thru me,  spiraling down to the center of my being.

     Inching past each orb to the sensitive skin directly beneath,  caressing
while still allowing the backs of hands to slightly tease the tightened nubs.
Traveling downwards across the soft skin of belly and circling the naval.
Ever moving til reaching the boundaries surrounded by the soft curls.  Probing
hands that reached to thighs and gently spread them open.  Then sliding back
to the triangle that lay exposed.

     Knowing fingers delved into the recesses of womanhood.  Finding fire that
survived amongst moisture.  Dipping deep inside, exploring the haven.
Delighting in being surrounded by satin flesh.. Then pulling out, wet and
finding the nucleus of all desire.  Massaging til thought is lost,  moaning
echoes about the room.  Hands that bring me to the edge of wanton need.

     My body arches to those fingers. Craving more.  Screaming for more,  to
be teased, titillated ... to be ravaged.  Hips undulate towards the source of
wizardry.  All the sensations of tangent want as one hand remains and the
other returns to a breast.  Continuing the onslaught.  Each nerve ending cries
out.

     Touch me.

     Feel me.

     I beg.

     "Release me... release me".  

     The hands know and move faster and faster.

     Clenching...squeezing...massaging....caressing....pulling.....rubbing...
til I reach that height and tumble over it willingly.  

     My body tenses seconds before absolution.  Powerful convulsions envelope
me.  Trembling, I open my eyes to find only my hands but know that in that
brief time it was you.  And I miss you all over again.

Desdmona
     


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